A Place in the Sun

Our tiny cottage...

deep in the southland,

through the lowlands,

across the causeway,

out into the Gulf,

there sits a tiny island...

Our place in the sun...

A place to slow down...

Rest...

Read...

Think,

and ponder life...

When I am away,

I dream of being here....

Soaking up the salt air...

Renewing the soul.

Walk...

Breathe...

Thank you, Lord, for this place in the sun.

Ramblings from the island cottage...

Listen, alone beside the sea...

Gather a shell from the strewn beach...

The echo of the whole sea's speech...

Sheer miracles of loveliness...

And round the sandy beach far and wide...

The rushing of the sea-tides of the soul,

and inspirations that we deem our own.

Blessings

Yaya